For those of us who grew up in the '70s and '80s, video games weren't
just a diversion; they were a lifestyle. Many of our most cherished
memories revolve around that intellectual enchantress in fake woodgrain, the
Atari 2600. And many of our most traumatic memories revolve around Mom
turning off our 2600 in the middle of a game.

Sure, there have been more advanced home gaming consoles since, but the
2600 wasn't just a console. Mother, father, sister, brother, lover,
confessor, priest  the 2600 was all that and more. And so, partially
in honor of Atari founder Nolan Bushnell's 60th birthday, partially
because we're a bunch of geeks, we present a month-long extravaganza of
2600-related goodness.